Delirium
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Killing, killing
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Spilling, spilling
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Tripping, tripping
Slowing something
Slowing something
Slowing something
Filling, filling
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Killing, killing
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Spilling, spilling
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Tripping, tripping
Slowing something
Slowing something
Slowing something
Filling, filling
Days pass like a strange wave
I lost the path of time my minds in deep decay
I walk the line to find the crimes I made
A a gr-grizzly sight
In a shallow grave
They say the time to cry is when you feel the game
So deep it splits open your brain
Like minded people are a speckle in the rain
Cellophane Sellotape
In a different place
In a different brain
So I will never stay
Whacking veins
They want more
If you're fucking insane
But you get nothing in the world if you're a little bit strange
You get nothing in the world if you're a little bit deranged
If you're a little bit
All you want to fuck
I'm into downing it
Every day a mother fucker run
For the rocking snare
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Killing, killing
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Spilling, spilling
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Tripping, tripping
Slowing something
Slowing something
Slowing something
Filling, filling
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Don't want stop the
Killing, killing
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Drowning Onward
Spilling, spilling
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Loading up I'm
Tripping, tripping
Slowing something
Slowing something
Slowing something
Filling, filling
Days pass like a strange wave
I lost the path of time my minds in deep decay
I walk the line to find the crimes I made
A a gr-grizzly sight
In a shallow grave
They say the time to cry is when you feel the game
So deep it splits open your brain
Like minded people are a speckle in the rain
Cellophane Sellotape
In a different place
In a different brain
So I will never stay
Whacking veins
They want more
If you're fucking insane
But you get nothing in the world if you're a little bit strange
You get nothing in the world if you're a little bit deranged
If you're a little bit
All you want to fuck
I'm into downing it
Every day a mother fucker run
For the rocking snare
Credits
Writer(s): Francis Whittemore
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